A/N: I don't own Hetalia. Ok, since this is Japan we're talkin' 'bout, he ain't gonna be that romantic *cough* sexy *cough*. Sorry! :") And just imagine that Japan is talking with his accent! I don't really feel like goin' through the trouble and makin' sure I did his accent right, so

Chopsticks

You eagerly put you hand in the hat and pulled out something.

"I got chopsticks." You tell the American, a little confused. Who were the chopsticks for? You thought instantly of Japan, but he didn't seem like the type to play this kind of game. You sat in the closet and waited for a few minutes until the door opened to reveal a very nervous Kiku Honda.

"Err, konnichiwa (y/n)-san." He greeted you shyly with a small blush on his face. You almost squealed because he was so cute!

"Hi Japan," you reply, "So why did you agree to play Seven Minutes in Heaven? You don't seem like the type of person to want to get stuck in the closet with someone!"

"Well, America-san kind of forced me to play " he trailed off.

You laughed, "Really? Me too! So, if you had to end up with someone, who would it be?" You were dying to know! Cause, what if he wanted someone else? Then you'd be stuck in here doing nothing. That would suck!

Kiku's face turned deep red as he stuttered, "Um I-I was hoping t-to be in here w-with you, (y/n)-san." You stared at him in shock. 'Aww! That had to be the sweetest thing I've ever heard!' you thought giddily to yourself. You let out a small squeal as you glomped Japan.

"Aww, you are the sweetest guy ever! That's why I love you." You say as you burry your face in his chest.

"Umm err, I-" Japan was interrupted by Alfred opening the closet door and taking a picture.

"Dang, who would've thought old Kiku would get him a girl." He whistled as he ran out to show the picture. You blushed tremendously, and so did Kiku.

"Well, would you like to go out with me, (y/n)?" Japan smiled slightly at you.